Zhuang Yi drove ahead to lead the way, with Jiang Jingheng closely following, as they entered a military district compound.
After winding along the path, they finally stopped in front of a large villa.
The villa was European-style, looking a bit aged, perhaps due to being in the military district, exuding a solemn aura.
The area in front of the villa was spacious, with large swathes of lush green grass looking vibrant and full of life, a fountain sprayed water, adding a bit of coolness to the hot sumr day.
On the right was a sunflower field, in full bloom this season, the golden color even more dazzling than the sunlight.
Mu Yan seed to be srized by the flowers, as if so images in her mind were struggling to break free from their constraints.
A pretty and adorable little girl played hide and seek in the flower field, her silver bell-like laughter was extrely pleasant.
A young mother chased after the little girl, constantly shouting for her to slow down and not to fall.
A young man held the little girl in his arms, his face full of doting affection, calling her his little cotton-padded jacket, his sweetheart.
Those scenes from dreams seed particularly vivid at that mont.
"Did you rember sothing?" Jiang Jingheng’s voice sounded in her ear.
Mu Yan suddenly snapped back to reality, shaking her head, "No."
If Mom were still here, she wouldn’t mind reminiscing the past with her, but she’s not, so those mories have no aning.
"Nuannuan, ti to get out of the car." Zhuang Yi walked over and knocked on the car window.
Mu Yan glanced at him, then looked towards Jiang Jingheng, "Let’s go inside."
"Hmm."
The two got out of the car together, with the driver Jiang Jingheng brought over taking the items out from the trunk.
Zhuang Yi also called over two housekeepers to help with carrying the items.
Bird’s nest, deer antler, tea leaves, and so on, a dozen or so boxes, too many for one person to carry.
Zhuang Yi led the way, with Mu Yan and Jiang Jingheng closely following behind, their fingers interlocked.
Looking at the door, Mu Yan felt a ridiculous sensation, as if once she entered, she would no longer be herself.
Finally at the entrance, Mu Yan entered and saw quite a few people sitting in the living room, an elderly couple looking particularly conspicuous.
Old Mrs. Zhuang with kind and amiable features looked at her with eyes full of joy, even tears glistening, the old man’s posture was upright, with a formidable presence, very similar in appearance to Zhuang Zeyang, whom she had t before.
Beside them sat three middle-aged elegant won, two of whom looked a bit familiar, as if she had seen them sowhere.
One was smiling at her, while the other two had faces full of surprise.
Next to them were three n, one was Zhuang Zeyang, another Zhuang Shaoyang, and the last one was unfamiliar.
Zhuang Zeyang looked calm, while Zhuang Shaoyang’s eyes were filled with excitent and guilt, as though he wanted to speak but was hesitating, the other one was scrutinizing her curiously.
Mu Yan withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward.
Old Mrs. Zhuang, looking at this girl who resembled Ah Ning, excitedly called out, "Nuannuan, my Nuannuan..."
With trembling movents, she seed to want to go over to her, but tears uncontrollably flowed down.
Ruan Xinyu and Liang Rong quickly supported her, afraid she might fall.
Mu Yan’s heart trembled, seeing the old lady’s saddened appearance, tears welled up in her eyes.
Even if she didn’t rember things from her childhood, the deep familial ties embedded in her flesh and blood wouldn’t be forgotten.
Zhuang Yi turned to Mu Yan and said, "Nuannuan, this is Grandma, that is Grandpa, go ahead and greet them."
Mu Yan bit her lip, forcing a smile, tears already streaming down her face.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I’m back!"
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